The Hallowed Morn Is Dear To Me


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Genesis_1-31: And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day Genesis_1-31: And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day

The Hallowed Morn Is Dear To Me
When Prayer And Praise Awake The Day,
Or Friends With Sacred Minstrelsy,
Call Me From Earthly Cares Away.

And Dear To Me The Scared Hour
Employed Within Thy Courts, O
Lord
To Feel Devotion’s Soothing Power,
And Taste The Manna Of Thy
Word.

And Dear To Me The Loud “Amen,”
Which Echoes Through The Blest Abode,
Which Swells, And Sinks, And Swells Again,
Dies On The Walls, But Lives With God.

In Secret I Have Often Prayed,
And Still The Anxious Tears Would Fall;
But On Thy Secret Altar Laid,
The Fire Descends And Dries Them All.

Let Men Of Pleasure Strike Their Lyre,
Of Broken Sabbaths Sing The Charms,
But I, In Prayer’s Swift Car Of…

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